He falls to me
He'll be the first one
Forming alliance
Falling on a ball
Bordered by power
We'll ride like horses
On the horizon
Managing eyeballs
Vaulted to gallop
In the end
Someone's bed
Someone's bed
They'll keep arriving
Apples and oranges
Gobbling the last tracks
Mouths
A foul-edged
Red-boiled
Eternal
Day of
Do-com-ing
From a
Cathedral
All this
Is crumbling
Calling
To arm us
Arm with
Our sabers
Nailing
The coffin
Teller
By's newscast
All this
Great
Boundary
Blunder
All is
Forgiven
Building
Our houses
Closer
Together
In someone's head
In someone's bed
It's pride
As long as
We...
The
Chief
...
Have
very
Better
Days
Love
Please
We
We
...
Pass
To
Me
To
Me
Me
To
Me
To
Me
To
Me
To
Me
To
Me
Thank you.